Going Home
Facebook – Jason Naude
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When he saw the cab roll around the corner, he knew it was time. He stepped in and gave the cab driver the address. He was going home – maybe for the last time.
The drive was only about 30 minutes, but Jason counted every one. Soon he recognized his street, and then the old house came up into view on the rise, stark in the morning light. He immediately saw the police tape around its perimeter, barring anyone from entering.
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